Birds shed their feathers to be able to fly again. I call you to do so too. What once carried you is now stripped away. Every feather that falls carries a story. Gather them. Write down what I show you as you stand in the eye of the storm with Me.
What you go through is not in vain. Every wound can become a source of wisdom. Every battle can open doors to deeper understanding. In what hurts, I whisper healing. In what chafes, there are keys to My divine kingdom. When you let Me speak into your now, it becomes our now.
You will rise with new wings. Fly higher. See further.
But even there, on new heights, feathers will fall again. That is how you grow. That is how you mature. That is how you continue to go higher with Me. Every time you reach for a fallen feather, you learn something new about your Heavenly Father, about yourself, about the world.
Come to Me with all that you are. Seek My holy wisdom. Look to Me and I will clothe you with feathers that carry you higher with Me. Feathers that protect. Feathers that move you forward.
Isaiah 40:31 (NIV)
But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.